You must be a time lord, because you have two hearts...Yours and mine.
I hope you're into cyborg-human relations, because I'm feeling like a machine right now.
I could get you undressed in less than 12 parsecs.
Open up your hangar, My starfighter needs refueling.
That skeleton over there said he'd get your number for me, but he didn't have the guts, so here I am.
You must be Cinderella, because i see that dress disappearing by midnight.
Thinking about you is like breathing. It can't stop and it's essential for my survival.
You might be the DROID I'm looking for.
Excuse me, is it true that you're a sexual tyrannosaurus?
Can I walk through your bushes and climb your mountains?